That evening, in the hospital's morgue, Theo finds himself naked on a metal table and much less dead than most people had been led to believe earlier.
In fact, he's feeling quite alive.
"I–" sort of want to ignore you in favor of that, he thinks, but then returns his attention to the very attention-grabbing Sadde. "Um."
"What no you won't you will stay right here," he says, standing up as fast as he can.
"—if you're going after food I would like you to remember that, as a vampire, your food is people and you should not eat people."
"Foo– oh shit." He crouches down in his seat a bit and covers his mouth and nose with a hand.
"So not only do you not realize food is people when it's around, you also forget we're doing science. How delightful. And yet you don't seem to think of me as not-a-person for some reason." Pause. Squint. "Were your eyes this color before?
"Huh. I hadn't noticed before. Anyway, do you want to go back inside and finish this experiment later, or...?"
He shrugs, seeming quite like he's trying very much not to focus on the here-and-now.
"Better," he says, resuming his breathing. "Seems to be going back to normal on the bitey impulse and the Sadde-is-a-person-exclamation-mark too."
"Wait, you simultaneously wanted to bite people more except bite me in particular less? Why? ...if you're in magical vampire love with me or something this is about the time you should tell me this, not the least because I've wanted to kiss you for weeks but in this case it would feel kinda creepy."
"I don't think I'm in magical vampire love with you!" he says, then frowns a bit and looks at Sadde again.
"Okay, so maybe... if you talk to someone for a while they stop being food? Or did you already not think I was food when I knocked?"
"You were definitely somewhat food when you knocked but your personhood got up quite quickly? It might work."
He's still frowning a bit.